Chapter 173-2 "Danielle is usually very well-behaved. Logan and I are still alive, yet sblind fools have started to bully her. I want to see who gave them the courage to be so arrogant, clearly asking for trouble!" Tara was even more furious, clenching her fists as if she was ready to throw a punch.
Everyone present knew about Tara's temper. It was only in recent years that she had been in poor health and hospitalized. In previous years, she wouldn't hesitate to hit people whenever she disagreed with them.
Seeing that both Logan and Tara were defending Danielle, Tim didn't say anything more, but his gaze towards Danielle was far from friendly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDanielle didn't expect Logan and Tara to defend her like this, and she felt deeply moved.
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"Happy birthday, Mr. Barnes!" Willy offered a perfunctory blessing, then turned around, his eyes shining with excitement to see the paintings. "Hurry up and letsee Chimera's paintings." As the crowd made way for him, Willy could see the two identical paintings before him.
"There must be a real one in there," Willy said, pursing his lips.
Everyone wondered if this was a whole new level of nonsense literature.
"Mr. Thaddeus, this is the painting I gave to Mr. Barnes. I went through a lot of trouble and consulted many experts to obtain this piece, so there's no way it could be a replica." "Someone just insists on giving a fake one to pretend to be rich, and she even has to trouble you to chere. It's really such a hassle." "I've always admired you, Mr. Thaddeus Every one of your paintings is timeless." Emma stepped forward and spoke softly.
Willy was looking at the two paintings when he heard Emma's coquettish voice. He looked up and frowned at the person in front of him.
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"You must be involved with this girl! Any man here should be careful. She's probably cheating. That's how they show it in TV s." Everyone knew that Willy had a bit of a strange temper, but
h they didn't expect him to shoot at someone indiscriminately. The content is content is on novelenglish.net! His mouth was like a venomous snake.
The man's face turned red with anger.
Willy snorted coldly. "What are you trying to do? You just want to play the hero and rescue the girl, right? Next tyou think about saving someone, take a look at your opponent first. I'm not someone easy to mess with." Now, no one dared to speak, for fear of being rebuked.